Chapter 296 If One Day We Really Have to Separate
Jian Yue didn't even have time to react before he was thrown onto the bed.
The person on his body pressed him down almost instantly, and he was covered with a strong scent of plum blossoms. When Jian Yue raised his head, he met Chris's face.
Chris held the person in his arms, his tail wrapped around the person in his arms, showing an extreme desire for control. His eyes were red as he looked at Jian Yue, and even his breath was trembling.
Jian Yue was almost drowned by the strong and overbearing plum blossom scent. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and his glasses had fallen to somewhere long ago. He could sense that the person in front of him was a little uneasy. Jian Yue said, "Xiao Yu...are you feeling unwell?"
Chris buried his head in Jian Yue's shoulder and said softly, "Yeah."
Jian Yue touched his forehead and felt it was very hot. He whispered, "You seem to have a fever."
Chris responded in a low voice, "Yeah."
"Are you feeling unwell anywhere else?" Jian Yue was a little worried.
To be honest, he had never seen a demon transformed into a devil, so he didn't know whether Chris' words would cause any harm to his body. Moreover, whether the sudden growth of these devil symbols on him would make him lose control, and whether it would be very painful if he forced himself to hold on. Jian Yue knew all these.
But no matter how Jane Yue asked, Chris would only give brief answers, which made Jane Yue a little anxious.
Jian Yue said tentatively: "Let me see..."
He moved his hand downwards. His hand was cold, but Chris's body was the opposite, very hot. When Jian Yue's hand fell on Chris, he could clearly feel that Chris's breath became heavier.
Next second.
Chris held his hand.
Chris stared at him with his red eyes, and said in a rough and hoarse voice with seriousness and earnestness: "Don't touch it."
Jian Yue felt that maybe the demons had some privacy and didn't like being touched, so he withdrew his hand and said, "Okay... forget it, as long as you're okay, are you feeling uncomfortable now, or do you want me to do anything?"
Chris stared at him closely, and then under Jian Yue's gaze, he slowly said: "You stay with me and sleep with me."
Jian Yue's heart tightened, and even his throat felt a little dry: "How, how can I sleep?"
Chris pulled the quilt next to him and covered Jian Yue with it, then lay down beside him. The moment his breath completely covered Jian Yue, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
It feels like I have finally accomplished what I wanted to do today.
Jian Yue: “…”
Audience in the live broadcast room: “…”
At that moment, everyone seemed to be silent.
Jian Yue was covered in the quilt. He asked, "Is this all right?"
Chris nodded.
Jian Yue endured it for a while, and finally said: "You want to keep me by your side just to sleep with me?"
Chris said it very seriously. He used his tall and mighty demon body to speak very innocently: "You never stay by my side, you never stay with me, you only accompany me for meals, but I want to see you all the time, love you, I want to sleep with you, I want to stay with you forever, I just want to be with you for the rest of my life."
Jian Yue: “…Okay.”
Chris was a little dissatisfied, but seeing that Jian Yue didn't refuse, he was happy. He hugged Jian Yue and held him tightly in his arms.
Actually, Jian Yue was not sleepy at first, but when he really lay on Chris's bed, he smelled the familiar fragrance of plum blossoms. This was the scent of Xiaoyu, a scent he was very familiar with. For many years in the past, he had slept in the arms of this person, so when this breath came, Jian Yue would unconsciously relax his whole body, and his tense body was slowly comforted, and he was really drowsy.
But just as my eyelids were about to close.
Suddenly——
The fog outside the window not far away seemed to be thicker, and screams came from afar, distant and melodious. The demonic energy was thicker. Jian Yue noticed that perhaps something happened in the church that he didn't know about, and there was less suppression of the Devil's Stone there, causing the demonic energy to radiate faster.
Of course, this kind of evil spirit also has an impact on Chris.
Jian Yue glanced sideways at the person next to him. Chris's red hair was bright red, and even grew longer under the stimulation of demonic energy. His red hair was like a waterfall, only reaching his waist but extremely soft, with a slight curl at the edge, which added a bit of enchanting evilness to his fair skin. There were red scales on his tail, and even on his forehead there was a faint trace of an ancient demon mark.
I have to say that Jian Yue was a little stunned. Before, others said that they would be scared to death if they saw a demon, but for some reason, he thought Chris looked... especially cute! Especially handsome! Especially... Anyway, he was especially beautiful!
Chris saw Jian Yue staring at him blankly, and he asked, "Am I scary now?"
Jian Yue shook his head and said, "No."
I swear to God, how could I be afraid of such a cute creature!
Chris asked, "Are you comforting me?"
Jian Yue wiped his saliva and said, "No, how should I put it? I, um, can actually be regarded as a kind of cosplay sometimes. Sometimes, you just need to think positively."
Chris frowned and asked in confusion: "Cos? Who is that?"
After saying that.
The man's eyebrows suddenly became a little sharp, and his narrow red eyes glanced over with a chill, revealing the dangerous feeling of the devil. He said lightly: "Is your former lover good?"
Jian Yue: "...No, how should I put it? It's just a kind of dressing up. Oh, I can't explain it clearly, but it's not a lover. Anyway, what I mean is that sometimes you look pretty good like this. I'm not scared. In fact, I think it's very cute. I think it's okay to do this occasionally. It can be regarded as a kind of, um... interest between us?"
He is an old man now, so he can say such words without blushing or feeling nervous.
But for the young boy Chris, this was a bit too stimulating. Although Chris did not understand some words, he definitely understood the word "interest"!
Chris's snow-white face suddenly turned red. He stared at Jian Yue and said, "What are you talking about? We haven't even had a wedding yet. How can we do something like that?"
Jian Yue quickly comforted him and said, "I was just... just making a metaphor!"
Instead, he seemed like a reckless and frivolous scoundrel.
After saying this, Jian Yue originally wanted to comfort Chris and tell him to go to sleep quickly, but as the fog outside became thicker, Chris seemed to be a little abnormal.
Jian Yue whispered, "Your Highness?"
Chris was originally very clingy to Jian Yue, but now he seemed to straighten his expression. He said in a low and hoarse voice, "You can go back."
Jian Yue was stunned.
"Put on my coat." Chris used his tail to take his coat and handed it to Jian Yue, saying, "Wear my coat and go back to your own private lounge. Don't come out. No one will hurt you."
His voice was exceptionally gentle, and his words were very logical. If his eyebrows and eyes had not been so bloodshot, and if his voice had not been so hoarse when he spoke, Jian Yue would have completely believed it.
Jian Yue whispered, "Chris...what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
When he got closer, he could smell the very strong plum blossom scent on Chris' body. Of course, it was a fragrance to him, but for other demons, they simply didn't dare to get close here, because there was a powerful demon here that was emitting a strong signal of corrosion. His demonic energy was suddenly stimulated and spread too strongly, suppressing the other demons and making them dare not get close here at all.
Chris still looked very calm and said, "No."
When Jian Yue was stunned, Chris came closer. He leaned over and gently kissed Jian Yue's lips. He held Jian Yue's head with his palm, and his movements were very gentle. He whispered, "Nothing, dear, believe me, everything will be fine tomorrow. Go back and have a good sleep, okay?"
His voice was low and elegant, like some kind of enchanting ballad.
Jian Yue said subconsciously: "Okay."
Chris let him go, and the man's handsome eyebrows curled up into a smile. He kissed Jian Yue's head as a reward: "Good boy."
Jian Yue got up and put on Chris's clothes. He walked outside. The moment he left the room, Chris changed completely. He waved his hand, and the hideous demon bones on the outer walls of the castle turned into broken ashes. The glass outside was all shattered. The shock of this demonic energy silenced all the demons that were still clamoring in the manor.
Chris's bloodline is a terrifying oppressive force to these demons.
When Chris did this, the crimson demon patterns exploded directly on his body, and the black demon patterns climbed over his body like flowing water. The sudden surge of demonic energy slowly eroded his sanity.
But Chris was able to suppress it.
The man lay on the bed, his meridians surging. He uttered a low sound in pain, as if he was about to be drowned by such intense pain. He thought of Jian Yue's clothes just now. He was wearing his own coat, so he left his coat on the ground. The tail seemed to know what its owner meant and directly hooked the coat over.
Chris held Jian Yue's coat tightly as if he was holding an antidote. The coat still had Jian Yue's scent on it. To Chris, this scent was like a panacea. As long as he could still remember Jian Yue's face in his mind, he could retain his sanity temporarily.
The swarm of demonic energy caused great pain to people. The huge pain and tearing seemed to hit people's meridians in an instant. When this extreme pain came
"Bang!"
The door outside rang again.
In this dark night, no one dared to go out. Everyone was in danger, and no one really dared to get close to the devil. Someone stood at the door again under the stars.
Jian Yue was standing at the door, his old coat still draped over his shoulders.
When Chris saw the person who had gone back, his eyes widened unexpectedly. Chris said in surprise: "You..."
Jian Yue walked over quickly, took Chris's hand and said, "How are you?"
Chris was burning hot all over at the moment, so Jian Yue took off his coat and went to the bathroom to run the water. The cold water flowed down the faucet, filling the entire bathtub. Jian Yue took off his clothes and soaked himself for a while, then came out wearing only a relatively dry coat.
The person lying on the bed was somewhat confused.
In the hazy vision, he saw someone walking towards him. That person rushed over and hugged him tightly. The coolness all over his body seemed to dissipate the heat from his body in an instant.
Chris looked at Jian Yue almost in surprise.
This was a shocking sight, because Jian Yue was only wearing a very thin coat!
Chris's voice was a little stammering, he said: "You..."
The moment he discovered that Jian Yue's body was exceptionally cold, he didn't even care about the view under his loose coat, but immediately hugged him tightly in his arms. The heat from his body swept over Jian Yue's whole body like the wind.
Jian Yue felt drops of water falling on his shoulders, bringing with them warmth.
Chris's voice was low and choked with sobs: "I told you not to come back."
Jian Yue said softly: "I was halfway there when I heard a noise. I was very panicked and thought something had happened to you, so I wanted to come back to see you."
Chris hugged him tightly. The evil spirit on his body was very strong. He whispered, "I feel very hot. Maybe I am really the incarnation of the devil. I don't want to hurt anyone, but I don't know how to resolve this evil spirit. Maybe this is the punishment for me, for someone as sinful and hateful as me..."
He said.
Jian Yue's hand passed over his body. The lights in the room were slightly brighter, allowing Jian Yue to see the texture on his body more clearly. The black magic pattern showed a demonic red in the dim light.
He stroked those textures with some heartache, and under Chris' painful gaze, he bent down and kissed them.
Chris' eyes reddened.
Jian Yue kissed him a few more times to comfort him. Originally, it was just to comfort him, but after a while, Jian Yue said, "Do you feel that the spell has faded a little where I kissed you?"
Chris didn't pay much attention because he had more important things to do right now, and because he was really hot.
Jian Yue was even happier. He said, "How about I kiss you more? Will that make you feel better?"
Chris's voice was low and hoarse. He pushed Jian Yue away and said, "No, stay away from me... Honey, don't get too close to me."
Jian Yue asked in confusion: "Why..."
He had just said half of this when he moved closer and could clearly feel something on his leg.
Originally, he could only feel the high temperature on Chris' body caused by the demonic energy, but now, he could feel that something was hotter than the temperature brought by the demonic energy.
Jane Yue looked up at Chris.
Chris' eyes were red, and he looked at Jian Yue with obvious desire in his eyes. Every kiss that Jian Yue gave him moved him. When he met Jian Yue's gaze, his voice trembled a little. He felt ashamed for being so frank about his desire for him. This was not the behavior of a gentleman.
"I'm sorry..." Chris hadn't finished his words yet.
Jian Yue just shook his head slightly. He raised his head and covered the man's lips before he finished speaking. Their breaths merged together almost instantly.
Chris was just a little stunned at first.
But he couldn't refuse this kiss, couldn't refuse Jian Yue's kiss. Such closeness was what he wanted in his dreams. Jian Yue's breath and closeness could almost drive him crazy. Every blood and every cell in his body seemed to be clamoring madly, wanting to own this person, to possess this person. He wished he could completely merge with him, never be able to separate again, and no one could snatch him away from him!
Chris used up almost all of his rationality to let go of the person in his arms.
Jian Yue's lips were red, he looked up at him, and saw love for him in Chris's eyes, full of love, but even so, he was still able to stay sober, just to not hurt him. This person was always protecting him.
Under Chris's gaze, Jian Yue smiled. He was not as repulsive as Chris had imagined. On the contrary, he raised his hand and stroked Chris's long red hair. That was the symbol of the devil that Chris was once hated by others, but he regarded it as a treasure. He raised his eyes and placed a soft kiss on Chris's brow.
There was wind blowing in from the window.
Jian Yue said softly: "Don't think too much, there is no punishment, you are not bad at all, you are so uncomfortable, but you have never thought of hurting anyone, and you are not the one who has committed the most sin. The bishop taught them to behave viciously out of their own greed. Everything your father and mother did was also out of their own standpoints. These should not be blamed on you..."
He said things that no one had ever said to him before.
Jian Yue kissed him on the face, and he said, "You haven't done anything wrong to me. I love you, I want to be close to you, I want to be with you, and I like it when you kiss me..."
The wind blew in softly from the window, and the tall demon looked at the human in his arms in a daze.
Jian Yue looked at him with a smile in his eyes, and he said softly: "Xiao Yu, I love you. I want to do what lovers do with you, just as you want me to do."
When this sentence came out, Chris felt as if his whole head suddenly exploded.
Intense emotions poured out of his heart like a fountain, so sweet that he could hardly believe it.
When Jian Yue looked at him again, he was already being hugged. The force was so strong that he couldn't believe it and he couldn't break free. Only now did Jian Yue finally confirm that Chris' strength was so great, and the reason why he was able to hold him down before was only because he was willing to be held by him.
The outer robe on his body had been scattered to an invisible place.
But Jian Yue didn't feel cold at all.
Chris' kiss came down, as if dispelling all the coldness. His kiss came down, and his movements when he touched Jian Yue were a little awkward, but also passionate. Jian Yue was kissed without any resistance, but she was only intoxicated for a moment.
Soon Jian Yue felt like crying. No one said that the prince was only innocent in words but his actions were merciless. Are all demons so strong?
Jian Yue's tears were almost kissed by Chris as soon as they fell. He hooked up his tail and held Jian Yue in his arms in an attitude that did not want her to leave. His scales were not cold, but had warmth. However, when the tail was wrapped around her waist, Jian Yue felt somewhat strange and helpless, so she subconsciously hugged Chris tightly.
This action undoubtedly made Chris even happier.
Chris kissed the corner of his eyes, and said comfortingly: "Don't be afraid... Don't be afraid... I love you..."
Jian Yue wanted to say that he was not afraid, he really was not afraid. He was not afraid of this person, he was afraid of the demons' physical strength. How could they be so tireless!
When love reaches its deepest point.
Chris hugged him, the magic patterns on his body were faintly visible, and Jian Yue's figure was clearly imprinted in his red eyes. He stroked Jian Yue's eyebrows, held him in his arms, and tears fell on Jian Yue's shoulders.
"I don't know why I love you so much." Chris said in a low and hoarse voice, "I often think I'm crazy. Even though you are right in front of me, I always feel so sad and miss you so much. I always want to be with you longer. When you are not around, I always think about you. I even feel that I haven't waited for you for a day or a month, but for a lifetime. This makes me want to get close to you and love you when I see you..."
The warm tears fell on Jian Yue's shoulders, crossed the kiss marks on Jian Yue's shoulders, and also slid across the small mole on Jian Yue's shoulder that looked like a bright red plum blossom.
Chris' voice even trembled as he said, "I can't help myself."
The tall demon held the human in his arms. He possessed great power, but he lowered his head in front of the person in his arms, even being too humble.
"I always feel like we're going to separate." Chris hugged him tightly, with a strength that seemed to want to merge into one with him, but even so, it couldn't comfort his overly uneasy emotions.
A gentle breeze blew in from the window, carrying the sweet scent of flowers.
They snuggled together.
Between Jian Yue's nose, there was the familiar fragrance of plum blossoms. In the dim moonlight, he saw the small mole on Chris's shoulder, which had faded in color. After a moment of silence, he said, "Xiaoyu, if one day we really have to separate, I mean, if I'm not around, what will you do? Can you take good care of yourself?"
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